When I left this place about three years ago, it felt like I was not only divorcing my former partner but also the city. At least with my partner the signing of the divorce papers gave some sort of closure. But, even then, let’s be real, no signature gives closure to emotions and years of love and cohabitation.
A story that weaves crayons, coffee, divorces, yoga, travel and boxing. For today’s post my best friend and I decided to get a little personal and share a bit about ourselves as we embark on our co-created project, Stega: A Perfect Union.
Life works in quite the mysterious way. Sometimes we cross paths with people that we have not seen in a decade or so and it seems like that particular connection was meant to have been severed in the first place for us to realize something: not good, nor bad (but something). That long-awaited interaction was meant to… Continue reading The Mysterious Workings of Life
My mother has been asking me lately, “Armen, why aren’t you dating or in a relationship?” I answer her, quite confidently in fact, every time that “I don’t really know, mom”. In fact, I do. I really do. Today I have gotten that clarity. I was in a relationship and marriage with my former and most… Continue reading Why I’m Still Single Two Years Since My Gay Divorce?